Back in Corinth, Daeonara was walking through the market, looking for Xena.
While looking, sha was nonchalantly looking around at eh food, clothes, and weapons
typical of the market. At one of the jewelry shoppes, something stood out to her eye.
It was a dagger, a small 5 inch dagger in a black sheath, hanging from a leather strap.
Nothing major, not really expensive, but it would serve its puropse, a gift for Ares.
She cleverly picked it up to look at it, and when the shopkeeper turned his back, she
stuffed it in her bag and walked on. She could think about nothing but him, she was so
spaced out she didn't even notice when she ran face on into somebody.
"Xena!" she gasped in surprise.
"Daeonara? What are you doing here?"
"Oh, just a last visit to get something. And I was just womdering, how many men are you
fighting with, I mean, on your side?"
"Why?" Xena asked curiously. She didn't know about Daeonara's alliance with Ares, but
was still curious.
"Oh, just wondering, you are so brave, really."
"Oh, okay," she answered finally. "I only have about a hundred men, that's why we
need to keep our defense a surprise, so the attackers don't have an advantage over us."
Daeonara was pleasantly surprised. A smile appeared on her face as she said, "Thanks,
Ares will be so hap. . ." She caught herself suddenly, realizing that she had spilled
her secret to the wrong person.
Red anger appeared on Xena's face, as she drew her sword, she realized that she couldn't
allow Daeonara to tell Ares of the battle. "You traitor!!" she yelled, making an attaack
at the traitorous young girl
Daeonara had pulled her sword too, but not fast enough. Xena's blade grazed down the
back of her shoulder and arm and upper chest, for she had spun as she swung her sword
at Xena, and she stumbled back as the pain weakened her knees. She could see Xena advancing
toward her, but the pain was blacking out her vision.
"Oh gods, I'm gonna faint, and she's onna kill me while I'm out cold." she thought as her
balance failed her, and she fell backwards. But she never hit the ground. Ares had
appeared in bahind her, and caught her right before she fell. She realized he must have
been watching her invisibly. Her heart felt so cared for, like he cared about her. Then
she realized that he was probably just watching to make sure she got the information. Still,
tears swelled up in her eyes as she blad all over him.
The whole time, Xena stood dumbfounded. Her sword was lying on the ground, where it had
hit when she dropped it out of shock. The look of anger on Ares face scared Xena to an
amazing level, but still somehow touched Daeonara in a warm way. Maybe that was just her blood, dripping down his shoulder, chest, and stomach.
He looked down at her, saw her trembling as she sobbed tears between her gasps of air.
"Oh, to feel that. Pain. How could mortals stand it? I can't believe I hurt her."
thoughts raced through his mind. "I'd kiss her if I knew it would make this all go away.
Well Hell, I'd kiss her anyway."
As he looked down at her, she looked up at him. In the still sane part of her mind she
could only see his eyes. They were still warm, brown, sexy. But something seemed different.
What was it? They looked, well, they kind of looked concerned. Yes! That was it! But,
how could it be, Gods didn't have feelings! How could she be looking at the tears running
down his face?
Part 2
After he had sent them back to the temple in a flash of black and blue light, he allready had
her a room to stay in. He actually had about 10 bedchambers set up, mostly temporarily
occupied by runaway girls who would serve ihm for a while, but always eventually go home.
But this room was most definitely the nicest. It was decorated with black and crimson red.
A fireplace was allready heating up the room, and the bed was covered in pillows next to a
black furred rug. He musthave done this while she was in the market. So, he was going to let
her move in even if she failed to get the information. She would have smiled about this, if
she had not been gasping for air between surges of pain. He was covered in her blood, and she
was in emmense pain. She had never been hurt like this in battle, all the men had taken care
of her.
He sat her on the bad and began cleaning her up and putting pressure on the wound. He was
a god, he could heal this pretty well, but if he didn't clean it up a little first she would
scar over worse. He had healed up the front on her, and had her lie on her stomach as he
dressed and healed her back. She was in her black pants and had had on a white shirt with
a black rabbit fur vest, but now lay topless as he treated her back. They both thought
nothing of this, for he was a god, and he was treating her wounds, and she was in to much
pain to notice.
He managed to heal her up pretty well, but it stillhurt likea bitch. "I had a question
for you. You acted very bravely there, betraying someone like Xena. I know many men who would
have refused to do that. I want you to stay here, not as a guest or servant, but I want you to
really stay here, with me, and help me run my armies. I'll protect you, I promise."
She sat up and turned around suddenly, quickly throwing on her vest to cover herself so e
didn't see her. God or not, he was hot and she was shy. She hald back a moan of pain as best
as she could, but dizziness swarmed her mind, and she fell onto him as she began to faint.
Blood loss, had to be. "Why me?" she asked puzzlingly.
He briefly touched her cheek, and moved it away as he remembered his thought of kissing her.
God or not, she was hot and he was shy. Not a lot of practice in the love department, though
some of his servants did provide in more ways than one. "You have such a spirit, the
willingness to fight for what you want and what you believe in. You have the soul of a
true soldier. You remind me of someone, and old crush I guess you might say. I like that
in you, I like having you around."
A mischevous grin appeared suddenly on her face, and she busted out into a fit of laughs,
puzzling him emmensely. "What!?" he demanded
"I remind you of Xena don't I!!!" She almost literally died into laughter. "AHAHAHAHAHAHA!!
You little romantic!!!! Awwwwwww!! That's so cuuuute" she laughingly pinched his cheek,
and blushing crimson, he got up to get her a glass of wine.
"You talked to her didn't you?" he sat back down, and they both drank heavily,
"Getting me drunk won''t make me forget how sensitive and romantic you are!" she laughed,
"But yes, I talked to her, why do you think she trusts me?"
He touched her shoulder lightly, admiring the scar she would now have for life "OW!
Don't touch it! Let's make my last statement past tense, why do you think she trustED me?
And back to your question, I'd love nothing more in the entire world than to stay here,
with you, and help manage your armies. As long as you don't take out your lust for Xena on me"
But she secretely wished that he would. And he secretely wished that he could. "Since I
remind you so much of her." They caught eachother's eye, and once again, died lauighing.
On they drank for about an hour, talking and getting to know one another. After he marveled
her with one of his heroic stories, he kissed her on the forehead and walked into the main
room, finally wishing her a good night.
While looking, sha was nonchalantly looking around at eh food, clothes, and weapons
typical of the market. At one of the jewelry shoppes, something stood out to her eye.
It was a dagger, a small 5 inch dagger in a black sheath, hanging from a leather strap.
Nothing major, not really expensive, but it would serve its puropse, a gift for Ares.
She cleverly picked it up to look at it, and when the shopkeeper turned his back, she
stuffed it in her bag and walked on. She could think about nothing but him, she was so
spaced out she didn't even notice when she ran face on into somebody.
"Xena!" she gasped in surprise.
"Daeonara? What are you doing here?"
"Oh, just a last visit to get something. And I was just womdering, how many men are you
fighting with, I mean, on your side?"
"Why?" Xena asked curiously. She didn't know about Daeonara's alliance with Ares, but
was still curious.
"Oh, just wondering, you are so brave, really."
"Oh, okay," she answered finally. "I only have about a hundred men, that's why we
need to keep our defense a surprise, so the attackers don't have an advantage over us."
Daeonara was pleasantly surprised. A smile appeared on her face as she said, "Thanks,
Ares will be so hap. . ." She caught herself suddenly, realizing that she had spilled
her secret to the wrong person.
Red anger appeared on Xena's face, as she drew her sword, she realized that she couldn't
allow Daeonara to tell Ares of the battle. "You traitor!!" she yelled, making an attaack
at the traitorous young girl
Daeonara had pulled her sword too, but not fast enough. Xena's blade grazed down the
back of her shoulder and arm and upper chest, for she had spun as she swung her sword
at Xena, and she stumbled back as the pain weakened her knees. She could see Xena advancing
toward her, but the pain was blacking out her vision.
"Oh gods, I'm gonna faint, and she's onna kill me while I'm out cold." she thought as her
balance failed her, and she fell backwards. But she never hit the ground. Ares had
appeared in bahind her, and caught her right before she fell. She realized he must have
been watching her invisibly. Her heart felt so cared for, like he cared about her. Then
she realized that he was probably just watching to make sure she got the information. Still,
tears swelled up in her eyes as she blad all over him.
The whole time, Xena stood dumbfounded. Her sword was lying on the ground, where it had
hit when she dropped it out of shock. The look of anger on Ares face scared Xena to an
amazing level, but still somehow touched Daeonara in a warm way. Maybe that was just her blood, dripping down his shoulder, chest, and stomach.
He looked down at her, saw her trembling as she sobbed tears between her gasps of air.
"Oh, to feel that. Pain. How could mortals stand it? I can't believe I hurt her."
thoughts raced through his mind. "I'd kiss her if I knew it would make this all go away.
Well Hell, I'd kiss her anyway."
As he looked down at her, she looked up at him. In the still sane part of her mind she
could only see his eyes. They were still warm, brown, sexy. But something seemed different.
What was it? They looked, well, they kind of looked concerned. Yes! That was it! But,
how could it be, Gods didn't have feelings! How could she be looking at the tears running
down his face?
Part 2
After he had sent them back to the temple in a flash of black and blue light, he allready had
her a room to stay in. He actually had about 10 bedchambers set up, mostly temporarily
occupied by runaway girls who would serve ihm for a while, but always eventually go home.
But this room was most definitely the nicest. It was decorated with black and crimson red.
A fireplace was allready heating up the room, and the bed was covered in pillows next to a
black furred rug. He musthave done this while she was in the market. So, he was going to let
her move in even if she failed to get the information. She would have smiled about this, if
she had not been gasping for air between surges of pain. He was covered in her blood, and she
was in emmense pain. She had never been hurt like this in battle, all the men had taken care
of her.
He sat her on the bad and began cleaning her up and putting pressure on the wound. He was
a god, he could heal this pretty well, but if he didn't clean it up a little first she would
scar over worse. He had healed up the front on her, and had her lie on her stomach as he
dressed and healed her back. She was in her black pants and had had on a white shirt with
a black rabbit fur vest, but now lay topless as he treated her back. They both thought
nothing of this, for he was a god, and he was treating her wounds, and she was in to much
pain to notice.
He managed to heal her up pretty well, but it stillhurt likea bitch. "I had a question
for you. You acted very bravely there, betraying someone like Xena. I know many men who would
have refused to do that. I want you to stay here, not as a guest or servant, but I want you to
really stay here, with me, and help me run my armies. I'll protect you, I promise."
She sat up and turned around suddenly, quickly throwing on her vest to cover herself so e
didn't see her. God or not, he was hot and she was shy. She hald back a moan of pain as best
as she could, but dizziness swarmed her mind, and she fell onto him as she began to faint.
Blood loss, had to be. "Why me?" she asked puzzlingly.
He briefly touched her cheek, and moved it away as he remembered his thought of kissing her.
God or not, she was hot and he was shy. Not a lot of practice in the love department, though
some of his servants did provide in more ways than one. "You have such a spirit, the
willingness to fight for what you want and what you believe in. You have the soul of a
true soldier. You remind me of someone, and old crush I guess you might say. I like that
in you, I like having you around."
A mischevous grin appeared suddenly on her face, and she busted out into a fit of laughs,
puzzling him emmensely. "What!?" he demanded
"I remind you of Xena don't I!!!" She almost literally died into laughter. "AHAHAHAHAHAHA!!
You little romantic!!!! Awwwwwww!! That's so cuuuute" she laughingly pinched his cheek,
and blushing crimson, he got up to get her a glass of wine.
"You talked to her didn't you?" he sat back down, and they both drank heavily,
"Getting me drunk won''t make me forget how sensitive and romantic you are!" she laughed,
"But yes, I talked to her, why do you think she trusts me?"
He touched her shoulder lightly, admiring the scar she would now have for life "OW!
Don't touch it! Let's make my last statement past tense, why do you think she trustED me?
And back to your question, I'd love nothing more in the entire world than to stay here,
with you, and help manage your armies. As long as you don't take out your lust for Xena on me"
But she secretely wished that he would. And he secretely wished that he could. "Since I
remind you so much of her." They caught eachother's eye, and once again, died lauighing.
On they drank for about an hour, talking and getting to know one another. After he marveled
her with one of his heroic stories, he kissed her on the forehead and walked into the main
room, finally wishing her a good night.